half demon glass

Chapter 932 How to prove that you are her

As soon as I said this, the dwarf in the lead immediately looked back at me and asked me sharply.

"Didn't you say that you are not in the same group as the others? How could you still know that someone broke into this place a few days ago?"

I was speechless by his question and hurriedly replied: "It is true that I and those people outside are not together, but the two people who came in a few days ago are my master and senior brother, people who are very important to me."

"Are they two okay now?" I asked him worriedly.

He snorted coldly and didn't give me any reply, which made my heart, which was already in suspense, suddenly hang in the middle.

"If I remember correctly, although your Zhouyao tribe has lived in caves and mainly engaged in farming, you have still retained some of the habits of your ancient ancestors. The most famous one among your tribe is that every 15th day of the Lunar New Year, you will The high priest who organizes sacrifices for the entire clan, right?" I asked again.

He seemed not to have thought that I knew so much about the Zhou Rang Clan, and still replied with a sullen expression: "It seems that you, like those outside, also covet the ancient blood of our Zhou Rang Clan, otherwise how could you Do you know so much about our clan?"

"Not only do I know a lot about the affairs of your clan, I also know that in order to not forget your ancestors, your Zhouyuan clan brings the memories of their predecessors with them when each generation of priests is born."

"So among the seven major ethnic groups of the ancient ancestors, you are the only one who adheres to family etiquette the most, and can be considered the most conservative lineage." I replied to him in a gentle tone.

He looked at me coldly and said nothing.

After all, in his eyes, even if I talk nonsense, he still thinks that I am the same as those people from the Sun and Moon Temple outside.

not to mention……

I am still dressed in disguise, wearing the most standard black robe from the Sun and Moon Temple.

"Let's do this. You escort me in. Whether you want to kill or behead me, I will probably let the high priest come to interrogate me. Why don't you go and report him? Just tell him that the person you are here now is the former Southern Xinjiang." Saint, Yun Moli." I said to him in a thoughtful and thoughtful manner.

As soon as he heard the words Nanjiang and Yun Moli, his eyes changed a little, and he seemed to be in disbelief, and asked me coldly.

"Southern Xinjiang, Yun Moli, you?"

"Don't you believe it?" I asked him back: "When I came in, I told you that I made an appointment with your clan, and the person who made the appointment with you was Yun Moli. If I hadn't been her, how could I have obtained it? Do you know the agreement between you two?"

"Yun Moli died more than 1000 years ago. Over the years, there has been little news about her. How can you prove that you are her?" the dwarf asked me.

I was asked by him and I didn’t know how to answer.

How to prove that I am who I am? This is really a good question!
"Didn't the high priest inherit the memory of the high priests of all generations? It's simple. I met the high priest later, and I chatted with him face to face. How did I find you more than 1000 years ago? When I met you, what happened again? What, isn’t this enough?”

Perhaps seeing how confident I was in my answer, this older dwarf seemed to have already half believed me even before he confirmed my identity.

He suddenly spoke and shouted to the tribesmen beside him: "Untie her."

(End of this chapter)